A snow-white hand stretched out from the ruins, and with a strong push, the green dragon pushed hard, overturning the charred stones above his head and standing up from the ruins of the Heavenly Fire Temple. Her silver-blue, high-slit cheongsam was tattered and covered in charred shards. She lifted a fairy sword and supported her body.

Behind her, the wings of starlight swirled around her, shielding her from the flames of the sky. The dark red has obscured the sky, and no one outside the valley can see here, and the green dragon can't see everything outside the valley.

Reaching out to straighten out his short scattered silver hair, Qinglong looked at the two corpses at his feet in a daze.

It was two completely blackened human figures, and it was completely impossible to distinguish the faces of the two of them, and they could only make a rough sense from some of the items they were carrying.

The man on the left was wearing a bronze and steel armor painted with red paint, but unfortunately this dazzling armor had completely melted in the heavenly fire. The liquid copper and steel were yellow and clear, clinging to the carbonized corpse of the man, almost solidifying together. Personally, a strange feeling that armor is going to melt into the bones.

In his right hand, he held a twisted rifle tightly that had broken off in the middle and broken in two. It used to be a bright red, but now it is charred as charred.

At the last moment, this man ignited the flame of the king in his heart, and stabbed the demon eye in the forehead of the giant bat with his fiery life, and judged the crime of the demon god.

Qinglong knew that this man's name was Yang Tianyu, and he was the commander of the Blazing Yuan Sect's Blazing Cavalry Cavalry Regiment.

A lion-like man.

As for the corpse on the right, Qinglong couldn't tell who it was. He wore no armor or any weapons in his hands. He lay in the rubble, pitch black, and with tiny flashes of fire, looking very weak.

The man's skull was completely charred, and his forehead collapsed, as if it had been pierced by some extremely sharp weapon. The two eye holes and mouth on his face were like three black pits, a bit like he was screaming silently, and a little like he was devouring something.

As for who he was, Qinglong was not interested. She had always been a simple person who loved to kill, but she never asked the names of all the people she killed.

She had no interest in the dead, who could not stand up and fight her with pleasure.

The Heavenly Fire formed a dark red dome, enveloping the entire Blazing Yuan Valley, and it was still spreading outward, spreading, like a drop of ink dripping into water, frantically trying to turn the entire bowl of water black.

Qinglong lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the ruins all over the ground. Originally, this was a very lively sect, but it was destroyed in the sea of fire in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a silver-blue light flashed. Her ears twitched, and although her eardrums were bleeding a lot from the explosion before, she could clearly hear the rumbling sound at this moment.

This is by no means an auditory hallucination, Qinglong can be sure.

The sound came from the rock wall behind him. It used to be the deepest part of the Heavenly Fire Cave, but now it had collapsed with the explosion of the giant ghost, revealing the last rock wall.

There was a loud noise from behind the rock wall, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards it.

The tip of Qinglong's nose twitched, and she smelled a damp breath.

"Is that person still here?"

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Ah Ni stood anxiously outside the earthen house, stomping back and forth. His two hands clutching the sweat towel around his neck kept oozing sweat, wetting the sweat towel side after side. From time to time, he looked up into the distance, and saw a dark red in the distance.

Qiyu Village is not far from the Blazing Yuan Valley, and there is only a small forest of black needles and the villagers' fields in between. At this moment, the forest in the distance was completely ignited by the heavenly fire, and the fire spread extremely fast, and quickly engulfed it, and at this moment, the bellflower of the entire field was ignited.

This scene has never been seen before, and he has never imagined it. He is just an ordinary child in a village, how could he have seen and thought of such a scene? If he had to describe the scene in front of him, it would have to be: the coming of hell.

The dark red heavenly fires were used like a tidal wave, burning wantonly in the fields, and they were like evil spirits running out of hell, frolicking and running in the fields. When they enter the village, they start burning and looting. Whether it is property or life, they will be taken away one by one.

There is still an hour, and after an hour, the heavenly fire will descend on the village of praying for rain.

Suddenly, the wooden door of the tsuchiya creaked open, and a white-haired old man on crutches walked out of the house. Ah Ni looked anxiously at the old man, but was frightened by the old man's appearance.

I saw that the old man wore a strange hat made of feathers and animal skins on his head, and it looked like the head of a strange beast. The old man's wrinkled face was smeared with various colors of oil paint, red, blue, and green intertwined, and it looked very vicissitudes on the old man's sallow face. The old man wore a coat made of large pieces of black conifer bark, each of which was painted with oil paint, and the ghostly eyes of a burning wolf.

"The village chief...... ...... you are" Ah Ni had never seen the village chief dressed like this, and the crutches he was carrying in his hand were replaced by a long, twisted and strange wooden staff, with some animal bones hanging from it.

"Ah Ni, let the whole village gather at the edge of the field." The village chief said calmly, without the slightest emotion in his voice, like the dull sound of a stone rolling to the ground. The village chief's face was expressionless, and his facial features, like those oil paints, lay still on his face.

"Yes!" Ah Ni didn't know what the village chief was going to do, but the village chief gave him a feeling like a mountain.

Soon, all the villagers of Qiyu Village gathered at the edge of the field, and they consciously put on white clothes. Everyone lined up on the edge of the ridge, like a white line, which was in stark contrast to the lines formed by the dark red skyfire in the field. All of them lowered their heads and crossed their hands in front of their chests.

The village chief walked slowly to the front with the wooden staff in his hand, and he raised his arms and raised his head like a soldier facing the enemy army.

"I, the twenty-second village chief of Pray for Rain, am here with all the villagers to ask for rain from the sky. I hope that the heavy rain will fall all over the mountains, extinguish the fires, restore peace to the world, and return freedom to the people. ”

He chanted the mantra of praying for rain aloud, he was as devout as an immortal cultivator, he prayed to the gods, prayed that the heavenly fire would be extinguished, and that the rain village would be preserved.

"Oh more and more than him, so he is so good! Tree Runes, Tree Runes! The power of the Buddha is so great! The Great Dragon King and so on! Come here! Yan Futi Nei! Heavy rain on trees! Cover up the cover to the profit, to the benefit, Zhu leak, Zhu leak, Zhu Leak, Zhu Leak! ”

The villagers behind him were half-bent over, their hands crossed in front of their chests, their heads bowed, their eyes closed, and chanted along with the village chief: "Om more than he is a ...... of the village."

The heavenly fire had burned the whole field, and when they came to the ridge, they were dancing, like monsters with teeth and claws. They burn with a loud noise, like the devil singing. Again and again, they rolled and pounced on the ridges, licking the ground beneath the villagers' feet.

The ground was burned red and sneered with white smoke, but no one wavered, still chanting the incantations of divine power.

They trust that God will help them.

There was a loud rumbling noise, as if the gods were answering their prayers.